Soft spoken Don't like it loud Second hand smoker Quit at twenty five And i like the theatre empty Call me i'll text you back I'm my kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am I'm my father's daughter Look for the good in others I'd rather pass you by Don't make my way on through the crowd I look like my mother Think it's the eyes Everybody wants something Everybody wants to stand out Everybody wants something Everybody wants to stand out I'm my kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman My kinda woman My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman My kinda woman

Heats the message that you send One look at you, burnin' up inside You know that I'd give up anything I can't get enough when you get next to me Oh you, some kinda woman You yeah, some kinda woman You cut a notch every time a heart is breakin' One time and then you Oh, never let 'em off, once you've fixed your sights Oh, I want you, I want to tie you to me Oh, don't hesitate You got the touch to make me free Oh you, some kinda woman You, some kinda woman I'm like a kid standin' outside your door You make me feel like never before I feel the heat risin' up in my soul I'm burnin' out of control Oh, break down this heat 'Cause what you're doin' just makes me weak The way you stand there in your clothes Givin' me a look like Edward G And then you start to shake the place And then you lock on tight to the groove Oh, I want to get it on Lookin' for the chance to make a move Oh you, some kinda woman You, some kinda woman I'm like a kid standin' outside your door You make me feel like never before I feel the heat risin' up in my soul I'm burnin' out of control You, some kinda woman You yeah, some kinda woman Some kinda woman, yeah Oh you, some kinda woman You, some kinda woman Look into my heart for what you want Sayin' that you will and then you won't Look into my heart for what you want Sayin' that you do and then you don't You, some kinda woman Oh you, some kinda woman Oh you, some kinda woman You hey, some kinda woman Some kinda, some kinda woman You some kinda woman Kinda, some kinda woman You some kinda woman You, you some kinda woman You, you some kinda woman Some kinda woman You some kinda woman

Cause I'm a thug living the fast life, looking for love (It seems to pass by) Me and my love, the good not the bad kind, living it up (Been through the sad time) Whatever she does as long as she knows that I've had enough (My life could show that) Maybe I'm tough, I'll rub your shoulder, maybe it's us (Until we grow up) We'll be in love, I'll be your soldier, someone to trust (My trust in your love) It could be lust, maybe just one night, cause I'm a thug (Aiming ma, go right) This ain't a bluff, baby this love is right The way has been rough, all that we've done is right That love is all I need What kind of girls got love for me Hands up so I can see What kind of girls got love for me What kinda girl gets you excited The kind of girl that would do it harder What kind of girl have you decided I wanna girl who'd be proud I got her Is that the only girl that gets you excited I wanna girl that would keep me zoning Is it because of her thighs or how she rides it I wanna girl that could freak till morning Braking it up after a dumb fight, make up with hugs (Back to my love life) It ain't the same, back then we loved that, playing them games (Cause we was rug rats) I'm thinking you changed, that's when I saw that you ain't the same (Back then you called back) Running away, what do you call that, coming to say (Pass me some do stacks) Running astray, tell you spend all that, come to my place (Use me to fall back) Look at your face, drugged out and buzzed out, out of my way (Must love I'm thugged out) Give me the space, cause I'm getting bugged out Out of my way, it's too late for hugs now That love is all I need What kind of girls got love for me Hands up so I can see What kind of girls got love for me What kinda girl gets you excited The kind of girl that would do it harder What kind of girl have you decided I wanna girl who'd be proud I got her Is that the only girl that gets you excited I wanna girl that would keep me zoning Is it because of her thighs or how she rides it I wanna girl that could freak till morning Cause I'm a thug I had to leave her, the way has been rough (I can't believe her) I'm breaking up, don't want a cheater, sneak in the dark (Someone to please her) Knew you can change, cause it's gone so far Pick up your things, I told you it's over X 2 What kinda girl gets you excited The kind of girl that would do it harder What kind of girl have you decided I wanna girl who'd be proud I got her Is that the only girl that gets you excited I wanna girl that would keep me zoning Is it because of her thighs or how she rides it I wanna girl that could freak till morning

I heard the door slam, and I couldn't tell Was it just the wind, or was she mad again? Oh, hell She's gettin' in her car I hollered, "Baby, is there something wrong?" Thought I heard her say something sounded like I'm gone But these days gone can mean so many things Well, there's gone for good, and there's good and gone And there's gone with the long before it I wish she'd been just a little more clear Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night And gone for the rest of your doggone life Is it whiskey night, or just a couple beers? I mean, what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here? Well, it's gettin' dark out, she ain't back yet Ain't called home, turned off the phone, oh man This might not be good I would've stopped her when she went to leave But I didn't 'cause I didn't really think what I'm thinkin' now I'm still not sure what gone is all about 'Cause there's gone for good, and there's good and gone And there's gone with the long before it I wish she'd been just a little more clear Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night And gone for the rest of your doggone life Is it whiskey night, or just a couple beers? I mean, what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here? Is it the kinda gone where she's at her mom's cooling down She'll come around, or the kind that says you had your chance And she ain't comin' back Well, there's gone for good, and there's good and gone And there's gone with the long before it I wish she'd been just a little more clear Well, there's gone for the day and gone for the night And gone for the rest of your doggone life Is it whiskey night, or just a couple beers? I mean, what kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here? What kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout? What kinda gone are we talkin' 'bout here? What kinda gone?

(Have you ever been to London?) Ayy, yeah (squat made the beat) Don't you, don't you hate a-? Oh Ayy, oh, save a hoe Yeah, ayy Don't you hate an ol' tricking ass? Talking 'bout he in the kitchen ass Get a bag, nigga, why you out here with your leeching ass? Reaching ass nigga, in my DMs tryna, eat my ass Freaky ass nigga, ol' peewee ass nigga Ayy, what type of nigga wear his homeboy shirt? In his baby mama crib, riding his baby mama whip Man, what type of nigga tell lies on his dick? Always running to the 'Gram every time he hit a lick Yeah 95 percent of this niggas fake rich The other five percent of this niggas, all bitch Like Too Short said, bitches ain't shit Ooh, 50 niggas in the section, pushing hoes down (yeah) Sharin' bottles, smokin' hookah, they the hoes now (yeah) Know your pussy, I can smell it, pull your clothes down Store-runner, fake stepper, he a whole clown (yeah) What type of nigga spends the night with his boys? You a grown ass man, you a dyke to your boys Same type of nigga booking flights with his boys In the club taking pictures, making bad bitch noise Don't you hate a ol' tricking ass? Talking 'bout he in the kitchen ass Get a bag, nigga, why you out here with yo' leeching ass? Reaching ass nigga, in my DMs tryna eat my ass Freaky ass nigga, ol' peewee ass nigga Ayy, what type of nigga wear his homeboy shirt? In his baby mama crib, riding his baby mama whip Man, what type of nigga tell lies on his dick? Always running to the 'gram every he hit a lick How you online claimin' bodies all your niggas gettin' touched? Whole gang outside, still got your chain took Steady snitching on the 'gram, made the fed's pick you up At the gas station tryna holla, please, leave me alone How you dead broke, not a dollar, but got three phones? Tryna figure out why you flexing? Riding in that loan Your hairline ain't even long, nigga, keep your hat on (yeah) What type of nigga beg a rapper for a pic'? In a section full of bitches, but ain't tryna fuck shit You too excited for these niggas, even got the same fit Buying watches for your boys, but you say you ain't a trick Don't you hate a ol' tricking ass? Talking 'bout he in the kitchen ass Get a bag, nigga, why you out here with yo' leeching ass? Reaching ass nigga, in my DMs tryna eat my ass Freaky ass nigga, ol' peewee ass nigga Ayy, what type of nigga wear his homeboy shirt? In his baby mama crib, riding his baby mama whip Man, what type of nigga tell lies on his dick? Always running to the 'gram every time he hit a lick What type of nigga wear his homeboy shirt? In his, baby mama crib, riding his baby mama whip What, what, what type of nigga tell lies on his dick? Always running to the 'gram every time he hit a lick

(Oh-oh-oh) I'll be gone like summer, I'll be here like rain Far beyond my expertise where I'ma be that day When you're gone like sunburn or you're here like rain Far beyond my expertise where I'ma be that day There was a movement in the sky this morning The clouds tore open and it started storming on me Looking at the roof in this broke apartment Watch in case the walls start closing on me I used to have an old beat black guitar I used to sleep in all of these trashy cars I used to make the beat and spit the rap in the closet Before anybody cared who the rapper was And now my food got no taste And my room got no space, and my head got so big Don't remember who you is, dawg Don't remember when it switched, but Yeah, it's dark out here, you better believe it Yeah, it's dark I felt a hole in my soul this evening I thought it would be different after I left treatment I stood up to a demon, mama, you should've seen it Remember back when Alex had no front teeth? I do, I remember most of it Back before I shed my shell, now I'm a ghost of it Remember back when it was the four of us like ghostbusters? Remember that? I ain't even know a democrat from a lumberjack Now it's mostly politics Now I work on holidays, now I'm worth all kinda things Now kids pin me up in living rooms in they mama's place Man, I moved out my mama's place and then I bought my mama place Then I replaced my mama with a white bitch from the Palisades Then after she broke up with me, I became who my mama hates, I became my dad I would break promises that I would make to my favorite people I'd cheat on my favorite bitch and then I would lie through my teeth You remember when Alex had no front teeth? (I don't remember shit) I don't have a good memory (I mean, I do, it's more like flashbacks) yeah (That's what you have? Like, flashes?) Yeah, I have, like, a lot of 'em They're very like brief flashes What about babyhood, do you have any babyhood shit in the back of your head? Like, I don't remember nothing as a toddler Do you remember, like? No? I figured as much, so you got my memory What's your earliest memory? Any? (Uhm) What house do you remember? What's your first house you remember? 'Cause I don't even remember (I remember) Well, I remember your first house, house, it was actually an apartment (I remember)

Still with my old girl, that's cool See how much I changed since school See how much I've made, see how much we makin' Still in the same boat Still can't relate to my day-ones Still hide my face when I get out Yeah, I got a place in L.A., woo Yeah, I'm out of space in (yeah, I'm out of space in) Please don't ask to stay in it Please don't ask to stay (don't ask, you know why) I ain't got time to play (don't ask, you know why) I ain't tryna pay for your braids (don't ask, you know why) Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why) Yeah, I'm still the same (don't ask, you know why) Yeah, I feel it Yeah, I feel the same (don't ask, you know why) (Don't ask, you know why) stay bugging out (Don't ask, you know why) days on end (Don't ask, you know why) days on end Play this often, don't take this shit too serious Know you get insecure, wish I had more wisdom for ya Ayy, when she gone, you know mama missin' on ya Brother, all that bullshit goin' on, it makes you strong It made me stronger, ayy All that makin' me worry, don't run off in a hurry Save some bread for your thirties (yeah, yeah) Need ya, need ya, yeah Need ya But I don't need no bitch with no code of honor I can't fuck with these kids, man, I'm so beyond 'em Too much flavor, baby, walkin' soda fountain Cold inside and I'm a Southern Florida boy Should've told the judge before they locked me up Ain't shit in the universe that could stop me, bruh Every kid with me grew together, I'm proud of us From a sunken place to the top And look at what we accomplished Everything that you talked about And I can tell you what it means, but it's not enough Man, this shit ain't what it seem where you watch it from I done took a L on every corner like a swastika And I only showed yo' ass the cream when the crops were cut I just hope you think about everything when you play this song Don't take that shit too serious Yeah, yeah, I, I Need ya, need ya, need ya

Steppin' outside for you (woah) Then I put links on both wrists (woah) 'Cause you got control over me And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby We don't need long (woah) Can you follow my lead for once? (Woah) I can never make up for the time I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride Not like this, I'm not goin' out This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop Stickin' my foot out for you And that's not all I would do Girl, you got me by my handstands I'm steppin' out with shackles on my ankles You walk around and turn me to a standstill Could say it never bothered me, but Not like this, I'm not goin' out This is not love, I'm a glorified doorstop Stickin' my foot out for you And that's not all I would do Not like this, I'm not goin' out This is not done, it's the sort that I love When I'm stickin' my foot out for you But it's not all I would do Steppin' outside for you (woah) Then I put links on both wrists (woah) 'Cause you got control over me And you got jokes like you don't need love, baby We don't need long (woah) Can you follow my lead for once? (Woah) I can never make up for the time I'm gon' make the wait all worth the ride Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah